Professor, please pay the debt

"Actually, I don't know whether we should have a wedding..." After reassuring Tonks, Lupine said hesitantly, "My identity has caused some trouble, and the Ministry of Magic will not register a werewolf's marriage. "

So it was just a cohabitation relationship, Harry gloated in his heart, he was very unhappy to be surpassed by Remus.

"That's perfectly fine..." Ron handed a plate of grilled chicken to Remus, and at the same time suggested enthusiastically, "As long as Harry talks to Scrimgeour, you can get a marriage certificate."

"Oh, really?" Tonks asked with surprise on his face.

"It's against the rules..." Hermione said, recovering from the shock Snape had caused her, "but, Remus, if there's no other way, you can try."

"Hey, Harry has great powers." Mr. Delacour said happily.

"It's nothing..." Harry said so, but he was very proud in his heart. Showing his strength in front of his lover is something every man likes to see. He smiled complacently, "The minister and I are just doing each other a small favor." That's all."

Woo... People were booing and applauding, and Fred even whistled. Only Snape liked to spoil everyone's fun, and he said coldly, "Excuse me, I think this is more like gangsters!"

oh!Mr. Weasley let out a sigh. Is that right? Snape's tongue was his style, and his friendly attitude just now really disturbed him.Others see it almost exactly as he does.That's right, this is Professor Snape.

"You see it that way?" Harry's green eyes narrowed dangerously.

"Isn't it?" Snape didn't show weakness at all, "It's just a dirty political transaction, what do you think, is it a pure friendship!"

"Maybe it's love!"

Ron interrupted very abruptly, causing everyone to stare at him angrily.

Mrs. Weasley was particularly annoyed. She reprimanded, "Don't talk nonsense, oh, just find a place to sit down, I don't need your help, what a mess, put down the gravy, it's almost spilled!"

This suggestion was exactly what Ron wanted, and he immediately squeezed to Fleur's side. In order to get enough space to fit into his chair, George was roughly pushed to the other side, "Hey, watch out!"

George protested loudly, and fell to Fred involuntarily. Fred seemed to think it was amused, and he fell to Mr. Delacour beside him. Mr. Delacour also had a sense of humor, he swayed Physically squeezing his wife, Madame Delacour being a weak woman who had no choice but to fall over to Mr Weasley after being squeezed, Arthur let out a loud and eerie laugh, passing the game on .

So Ginny and Hermione were also squeezed, like the crowd organized by the spectators in the stands during a ball game, they fell one after another, and when it reached Harry, he couldn't wait to jump at Snape—this kind of public The opportunity to flirt is really not to be missed.

"It's enough!"

Snape blushed and pushed Harry away, of course he would not participate in the childish games of the stupid lions, standing like a BUG in a domino, Gabriel sitting on the other side of him looked very sorry, the little girl shouted shouted, "Hey, why don't you play with me!"

The kitchen suddenly became lively, people laughed happily at each other, Mrs. Weasley and Mrs. Delacour taught their husbands very displeasedly, and Gabriel pushed Charlie, trying to continue the game.

But Charlie didn't dare to cooperate with her because he was worried that his big man would smash Tonks.Gabrielle grumbled to her sister while Ron was being punched by the twins.

Harry watched all this cheerfully, as if soaked in mead from head to toe, sweet and intoxicating.

Friends and lovers were all happy by his side. This was a scene he had never experienced in his two lifetimes. There was a feeling called happiness growing rapidly in his heart, stroking his whole body like weeds and making his palms itchy.

So he boldly reached under the table, sneaked up on Snape's thigh, and squeezed it hard.

Snape was cutting his own baked potatoes when there was a "click" and the plate cracked.

"I'm sorry, Molly..." Snape looked at Mrs. Weasley expressionlessly, "Excessive force."

"Oh, it's nothing, don't take it too seriously..."

Mr. Weasley quickly took up the topic to avoid his wife's nagging reprimand, "Severus, I was just about to ask, how is Dumbledore's health? The last time I saw him, his face was not very good. ..."

"He's still the same..."

Snape flicked his wand and his plate was fixed.At the same time, the salty pig's hand under the table was also stabbed severely, Harry had to grit his teeth to hold back the scream, and Remus, who had been vigilant all the time, naturally noticed Harry's painful pain. With a distorted expression, he asked warily, "What's wrong with you, Harry, are you feeling unwell?"

"No, Remus, I'm fine."

Harry quickly withdrew his hand, picked up his knife and fork, and started to deal with the roast beef on his plate, but he soon found that it was not easy.

Because there were so many people around the table, he would have to touch Hermione's and Severus' arms if he wanted to cut through the beef.

So the beef was left aside, and he began to harass his lover non-stop. You know, the faint herbal scent on Severus' body is much more attractive than roast beef.

Snape was very irritable, he didn't like a lively environment, and he didn't like the little bastard harassing him in such a lively atmosphere—are you really not afraid of exposure, idiot!

He had to deal with Arthur at this time, so his tone couldn't be better, "Tomorrow is Bill's wedding, and we hope you can come, Severus." Arthur invited him politely.

"I'm afraid not. I still have a job."

As soon as his work was mentioned, Harry's mood was terrible, and his thoughts disappeared without a trace. He said eccentrically, "Of course, you are the busiest, and there are too many masters to serve."

This ignited the flames of war.

"Don't insult my work!" Snape felt extremely aggrieved, who am I working so hard for?

"A bunch of shit, that's how I feel about your work." That's pointless, I can beat the snake-faced maniac myself.

"Shut up, bastard!"

"I'm not!"

"Oh, come on, come on..." Ron yelled, "Although it's expected, but you better stop arguing, today is Harry's birthday, remember."

"It's too embarrassing for you to be in front of so many people!" Hermione also roared.

Fred and George looked at them with admiration. You know, they taught even the Snake King. Among the more than 1000 teachers and students in the school, only Dumbledore had such a rare courage.

But Ron and Hermione themselves didn't notice anything wrong.It has to be said that since learning that Snape is a dancer, Lord Snake King's prestige has disappeared.

Snape also noticed the change in their attitudes, he attributed all this to Harry, and glared at him resentfully: You made me lose face in front of the students, bastard!

Harry stared back unceremoniously: They are my friends, don't try to scare anyone!

For a while, the two refused to give in to each other, and neither of them was willing to back down first.

"Can you get enough just looking at each other?" Gabriel's childish voice reminded them how stupid it was.

In the following time, they at least maintained basic courtesy, that is to say, Snape didn't speak ill of each other, and Harry didn't harass him anymore.

Remus didn't relax for a second, and once their hands were off the table, he suspected that they were dueling wands under the table.

At times like this, he would ask Harry to pass him the marmalade, or recommend Snape the Yorkshire pudding.

This made all of Harry's plans come to naught, and he was getting more and more irritable, wishing he could send Remus back to the wolf's den right now.